From cphoenix@csli.Stanford.EDU Sat Dec 9 04:27:29 1989 From: cphoenix@csli.Stanford.EDU (Chris Phoenix) Newsgroups: alt.callahans Subject: Re: Interconnectedness Date: 8 Dec 89 06:28:51 GMT Reply-To: cphoenix@csli.stanford.edu (Chris Phoenix) Distribution: usa Organization: Center for the Study of Language and Information, Stanford U. Keywords: long-winded as usual Status: O In article <6204@ucdavis.ucdavis.edu> ez000691@pollux (Shadow) writes: > "I say *NO*!!!" > Shadow has been fading steadily since the recitation began, and this >outburst is clearly an effort. Nevertheless, he manages to make himself heard. >He drifts over to the phoenix and focuses, with some difficulty. "What are you >*doing*?" he demands, in a whisper. I don't know. I'm not quite sure why I sent those in. Partially, to give people some insight into who I am, and what I've been learning this quarter. Partially, to give other people advice on how to "fit in". I realize now, seeing your post, that I shouldn't have done that. Let me say right away that I agree with you totally: These rules are *DANGEROUS*! There may be situations where you have to use them, but if you find yourself doing it on a regular basis, you should stop hanging out with those people. Part of it, maybe, was hoping people would realize how bad these are, and realize how true they are, and try to change things. Maybe some lurker out there will realize that he/she has been using them, and see just how sick the rules really are. I think I was hoping for a reaction like yours, too. I wrote them in a state of considerable bitterness, which has been forming since I started learning them. I don't know if they should ever be used or not. In some cases, I think they're necessary--but I don't know if it's worth playing with them. > "No one knows about these masks better than I. Well, perhaps that's >not strictly true, but I've had enough experience. I built mine when I was >only four, and kept it firmly on for more than fifteen years. That is truly a scary thought, starting a mask at 4. You have my heartfelt sympathy. >You may have missed one or two," he hisses, "such as: ... I thought I missed a few, but I knew as soon as I read yours that they were the ones I was looking for. > "The problem, as you mention, is that masks are addictive. After a >while, it becomes too easy, almost. Before you realize it, you can't get it >off, even if you wanted to. Yes! Let me agree with you one more time... these masks and rules are dangerous. Everyone out there: Next time you're "socializing" in your dorm, at your work, at a party or bar, step back and look at yourself. If you recognize yourself in our lists, start prying the mask off while you still can. Because it will not make you happy. I didn't start consciously building my mask until less than three months ago. I didn't have any social interaction before three years ago. But in that short time, I discovered that I couldn't take my mask off when I wanted to. >His eyes are burning, and his form trembles. "After the mask becomes second >nature to you, you forget you're wearing it! You forget there are other ways >to act! You never find anyone to remove it for, in any case!!" > He spins to address the room at large. "Shall I tell you what this mask >is? It's a vicious trap, nothing more. It doesn't just protect; it *smothers*. >It insulates so well that you become absolutely incapable of seeing anything >in the world around you but mask and more masks, obscuring, hiding. No more >people, but only *personae*!..." I'm just quoting this so that people will read it again... >"I'm sorry," he says, much subdued. "I know I'm over-reacting. You didn't mean >any of that, of course. Someone needed to know how to interact without >scaring people, and that's the best way. Of course. No, you're not overreacting. I did mean some of that. Even when I knew how stupid they are, I was advising someone else to use them. That's not the entire reason I posted them, but it's part of it. If you need to interact without scaring people, 1) Think about how much you really need to interact with them. Try to find other people instead. 2) Go to 1. 3) Use the rules. -- Chris Phoenix | A harp is a nude piano. cphoenix@csli.Stanford.EDU | "More input! More input!" Life is the only game in which the object of the game is to learn the rules. Disclaimer: I want a kinder, gentler net with a thousand pints of lite. From TAG2@PSUVM.BITNET Sat Dec 9 04:27:30 1989 From: TAG2@PSUVM.BITNET Newsgroups: alt.callahans Subject: A toast/introduction Date: 8 Dec 89 15:11:25 GMT Organization: Penn State University Status: O A tall,thin figure rises from his place in the shadows. He moves to the bar, slips a dollar onto the counter and says to Tom in a deep bass voice,"Fruit wine, please". He sips the drink while listening to other's toasts, his face showing little emotion except for his eyes, which close with sadness for a moment when he hears of the sorrows and hardships in other's lives. Finally, he rises and walks slowly to the line. Finishing the last dregs of his wine, he turns to address the room. "Good eventide,all. My name, for the present time at least, is Deepvoice. I have heard many of your stories from my place in the shadows, and something in me bid me rise and speak tonight. I wish to toast the years past and the years to come. This past decade has seen many things come and go, some good and some evil. This is the Way of our world, as close as I can tell. Throughout it all, I find myself marvelling at humanity's ability to persevere and overcome many barriers, even the ones which it places in front of itself. >From this preseverence, if nothing else, I have hope for the coming years. I pray that through our individual actions we can bring more brightness into our own lives, and thus to the entire world." After a short wind-up, he casts his glass into the flames,shouting: "To your health and happiness in the coming years! May we all realize our dreams, or become satisfied within our efforts!" He then visibly relaxes, and pulls out a large stone which seems to be shrinking slowly. He shakes his head and smiles to himself, and is heard to murmur "Drats. Too much philosophizing that time. Oh,well...".He puts the stone back in his cloak pocket, and orders a hot chocolate. Stirring the marshmallows slowly with a spoon from a handy Swiss knife, he sighs and slips into a long chair, contemplating the flames as the night grows longer... For any who feel personal stats to be in bad taste, the rest of the posting can be skipped. Otherwise... Name: Tom Gryn Age : 19 (for about three weeks more, anyway.) Height : 5'10" Weight: 140 lbs Hair: Brown Eyes: Blue, usually behind heavy bifocal glasses Fav. foods: Tuna fish sandwiches, fruit of all kinds, and, yes, pizza... Fav. TV shows: Wiseguy, Blakes 7, Cheers, and various sports broadcasts. Music: Eclectic. Most listened to groups are probably Toto, Def Leppard, George Winston, and Chris de Burgh. Plus some filk, when I need inspiration... Hobbies: Hmmm, difficult to decide. Reading, listening to music, learning to play the guitar, singing, rooting for the Philadelphia Eagles, studying light philosophy, and a General Searching for the Meaning of Life seem to be my off-time activities right now. College: Penn State University, at Ogontz. Major: Undecided. Location : Abington, PA (a few miles outside of Philadelphia) Whew! Tom..................tag2@PSUVM "Yes,yes,yes.....but it WORKS!" From cosc5sh@elroy.uh.edu Sat Dec 9 04:27:30 1989 From: cosc5sh@elroy.uh.edu (Unbeliever) Newsgroups: alt.callahans Subject: The Unbeliever's Tale Date: 8 Dec 89 17:20:32 GMT Organization: The Land Status: O The Doctor, bless his kind soul, is far too powerful and perfect to express bitterness or pain, and thus he won't be making an appearance in this posting (he will return to his role as general bringer of good cheer another time). Allow me to introduce my "true" persona... I am known as the Unbeliever. You may accept my handle on almost any level and it will likely be an accurate description of my personality. Another Unbeliever was briefly seen in Callahan's; he has since chosen an alternate handle (thank you). I took my name from Stephen Donaldson's first and second _Chronicles of Thomas Covenant, Unbeliever_. People either love or hate this series; there is no in-between. Those who hate it point to Covenant's inherent bitterness (he is a leper), and view his actions with disgust. But the books have another message to offer -- they tell of a place of unparallelled beauty, and show the reactions to it of a man who had everything and lost it all through no fault of his own. He is bitter; he hates this place that common sense says can't be real, and his own vulnerability to it. But he comes to terms with The Land, and defends it in the end from those who would destroy it. Alas, The Land isn't real. Lepers DON'T heal; people DON'T forgive any harm done. Truth and beauty are hidden by the cold, grey reality that cheaters usually prosper, and that good guys finish last. I am a Thomas Covenant of the real world. My disease is that I'm a social leper. Other regulars have spoken of their need to find their soulmates; I'm an undergrad senior who hasn't even had his first girlfriend yet. Living in the dorms, I see the other, "healthy" people, constantly. But I can never join them; they would never let me. Oh, they will acknowledge my existance after a fashion. But I never come in from the "outside". Males have nothing to speak to me about (since I care nothing for sports), and females are always "attached" somehow, or only see me as "just a friend". Except they're uncomfortable with me around, so they make sure to only be around me when there's lots of others wandering about, and a private chat is impossible. Yes, I am very bitter. As I type this, my two roommates are asleep in their beds -- with a girl by each one's side. One of my two roommates has a "real" girlfriend (read: fiancee), and the other is gay. Needless to say, this does wonders for my ego. I am not an overpowering figure. I'm a 5'10" computer science major who has strenuously avoided anything that remotely resembles exercise. While I'm not fat, neither am I the svelte god that girls seem to flock around. They claim appearance is unimportant next to personality -- and then chase after the first football player they see. I long for The Land. I long for a place where I can let my guard down and find Peace. A place where the women look at you with interest; as though you were MORE than they had hoped for, not less. Ah, to have a sense of self-worth again. I have tried to avoid the masks that Phoenix has spoken of. Perhaps my problem is that the girls all still have their masks on, and avoid me because I don't and they can't deal with that. Or maybe I'm wearing a mask I can't see, and frightening off the maskless women around me. I can't tell. I have talked to some of my female "friends" about this problem to the point where they're tired of listening, but none of them have much of a solution to offer. "Go to more dances, and social events", they say. Yippee. Am I setting my "standards" too high? Am I looking for a soulmate while thinking I'm just looking for a girlfriend? I don't THINK so. "Setting standards too high" implies to me that I'm overlooking some women intentionally; and if I'm doing that, I certainly haven't noticed. I came up with a theory the other day -- all one needs to do to find a girlfriend is to arrange your life so that you're happy without one. Murphy's Law then handles the rest. Needlessly bitter, but that expresses my mood rather well right now. Oh well... Thanks for listening. I think I'll maintain both personas in Calahan's for the time being. Thomas Covenant will continue trying to get in touch with his (my) feelings, and the Doctor shall continue attempting to bring others good cheer. And no, I >>WON'T<< attempt to have the Doctor cheer up the Unbeliever. I'm not quite THAT schizophrenic yet! ;) Enough for now... You see the speaker withdraw a ring from his pocket, and place it on his finger. He is instantly transformed. His clothing is tattered, his face wears a wild, prophetic expression. His hair and week-old beard look ragged. He holds a staff of uncarved wood in his left hand, and the ring on the "middle" finger of his half-hand glows whitely. "I am the Thomas Covenant. The Unbeliever." he says. Mike the bartender hands him a large drink and says, "Drink up. On the house." Covenant grimaces, and takes a swallow. "Diamondraught!" he exclaims. Mike winks, and two or three swallows later, the Unbeliever falls to sleep against the bar nearest the wall. He even smiles a little. +--------------------------------+-----------------+--------------------------+ | Handle: Unbeliever | Empty |"In the immortal words of | |Internet: cosc5sh@elroy.uh.edu | Space | Socrates, who said, 'I | | Bitnet: cosc5sh@elroy +-----------------+ drank what?!?'" | | UUCP: ...texbell!uhnix1!elroy.uh.edu!cosc5sh | -- Real Genius | +--------------------------------------------------+--------------------------+ From cphoenix@csli.Stanford.EDU Sat Dec 9 04:27:31 1989 From: cphoenix@csli.Stanford.EDU (Chris Phoenix) Newsgroups: alt.callahans Subject: Re: The Unbeliever's Tale Date: 8 Dec 89 19:43:46 GMT Reply-To: cphoenix@csli.stanford.edu (Chris Phoenix) Organization: Center for the Study of Language and Information, Stanford U. Status: O In article <5161.257f9900@elroy.uh.edu> cosc5sh@elroy.uh.edu (Unbeliever) writes: >the "outside". Males have nothing to speak to me about (since I care nothing >for sports), and females are always "attached" somehow, or only see me as "just >a friend". Except they're uncomfortable with me around, so they make sure to >only be around me when there's lots of others wandering about, and a private >chat is impossible. Another one of us... Women, can we hear some of your ideas? Surely most of you have run into men like us before... What do you think of us? How can we be less scary? Why are we scary, anyway? >I long for The Land. I long for a place where I can let my guard down and find >Peace. A place where the women look at you with interest; as though you were >MORE than they had hoped for, not less. Ah, to have a sense of self-worth >again. I know exactly how you feel. These people aren't giving you the respect you (and all of us) deserve. They probably never will--so, find some other people. Now that I have, it's amazing how much less rejection affects me. I still get angry when some girl turns aside when I say "hi" as though I'm actually being friendly, but it doesn't wound me like it used to. >I have tried to avoid the masks that Phoenix has spoken of. Perhaps my problem >is that the girls all still have their masks on, and avoid me because I don't >and they can't deal with that. Or maybe I'm wearing a mask I can't see, and >frightening off the maskless women around me. I can't tell. I think you were right the first time. There aren't that many maskless women around, especially among undergrads. And if someone is strong enough to be maskless in that environment, they certainly won't be frightened of someone for no good reason... >I have talked to >some of my female "friends" about this problem to the point where they're >tired of listening, but none of them have much of a solution to offer. "Go to >more dances, and social events", they say. Yippee. Bad advice. Dances and social events involve the same people, and they're more likely to have their masks on there than anywhere else, and also more likely to be suspicious and untrusting. In general, talking to your peers isn't a good idea, because most of them will be looking at it like a popularity contest, and they'll just tell you how to build up your mask better and get along with other people's masks. >I came up with a theory the other day -- all one needs to do to find a >girlfriend is to arrange your life so that you're happy without one. >Murphy's Law then handles the rest. Needlessly bitter, but that expresses my >mood rather well right now. I've heard this from several other people. It's not just a theory. Remember that if girls think you're looking for a relationship, they'll freak. When you're not, then you're a safer person to get to know, and then they're more likely to know you well enough to like you. A corrollary is that once you actually have a girlfriend, other girls will flock around you. Don't give up hope. Just try to find other people to be friends with. Join something totally outside of school, like a hiking club, or the SCA, or something. Something else I just thought of: If you're religious, or even if you're not, try joining one of the campus religious groups. People there tend to be a lot more open, less afraid of other people, and more willing to overcome their fear and their masks. Good luck... -- Chris Phoenix | A harp is a nude piano. cphoenix@csli.Stanford.EDU | "More input! More input!" Life is the only game in which the object of the game is to learn the rules. Disclaimer: I want a kinder, gentler net with a thousand pints of lite. From austin@bucsf.bu.edu Sat Dec 9 04:27:32 1989 From: austin@bucsf.bu.edu (Austin Ziegler) Newsgroups: alt.callahans Subject: Callahan's on IRC -- PUNS! Date: 8 Dec 89 20:43:52 GMT Distribution: alt Organization: Boston University College of Engineering Status: O Greetings one and all! i am happy to say that IRC *does* work for the Callahan's medium, although it is very different, being real-time. On IRC, I am Magyk as well, and stadnism is Omaha. What is below is part of a transcript of an IRC session in which someone asked me to come up with a topic for puns so we could hone our skills for Punday Night. I happened to choose computers, and while the best ones--the ones in the beginning--were lost because the save buffer is limited to 21K, the ones that are here should be sufficient to make you groan. These required a lot more thought, and we still managed to get in more than one pun per line in some cases. I don't remember the time range, but it was an interesting setup while we did that. Identities: Omaha and Magyk are stadnism and I, respectively, while GEM is a student at MIT who just found IRC, but has not found alt.callahans yet. We'll give him the little push to come here, but nothing is guaranteed. We did have a few people appear and disappear on the channel, but, well... I've done too much introduction already. Enjoy the puns! Subject: Computers. Elapsed Time: approximately 1.5 hours -> From GEM to 9: - Magyk: too bad they go BLT when you open them -> From Kaizzu to 9: - Magyk: weren't these supposed to br _computer_ puns? or rather-- GOTO 20: CONTINUE 'puns (message sent to 9) -> From Jesus to 9: - banshee: if they do they're not using it . I don't see anyone with all - capss! - Magyk: Have u driven a ford lately?? nope (message sent to 9) /j 20 You have left channel 9. You are now a member of channel 20. 20 2 Callahan's punfest continues... 9 11 Callahan's Place [virtual] -> From banshee to 20: - what is the procedure ForPuns (magyk, badpun, response); Ah...the DIP-Switchers were getting annoying. (message sent to 20) -> From GEM to 20: - Nice SUNny day banshee: i don't think there is a function (message sent to banshee) -> From Omaha to 20: - banshee: well, if you want to get Symbolic about it... OOPS (message sent to 20) -> From GEM to 20: - who has the Intel >> (14:31) Private message from banshee: - well if that be the case OfQuit do -> From GEM to 20: - to keep this up? -> From GEM to 20: - LMI see now, Omaha -> From Omaha to 20: - I don't know... how many puns are we up to, now? 8088? -> From GEM to 20: - Omaha: maybe 6502 I think it is closer to 68040. (message sent to 20) shall we take some RISCs? (message sent to 20) -> From Omaha to 20: - Well, I only Z-80. -> From Omaha to 20: - Why not, be DIRing. -> From GEM to 20: - I will have to Motorola from here soon Well, I know that some people have PET peeves about this type of thing. (message sent to 20) -> From GEM to 20: - these computer puns take much more RT in realtime -> From Omaha to 20: - GEM: why leaf? It's so much better here, with just the tree of us... shall we GREP a few other people? (message sent to 20) -> From GEM to 20: - Omaha: if I don't get real work done, there'll binaryse for me -> From Omaha to 20: - sure, but who wants to search them out? it shouldn't be too hard to link up with a list of them... (message sent to 20) -> From GEM to 20: - Who has the Connections? I'm Thinking that I don't -> From GEM to 20: - although we could maybe VAX them an invite -> From Omaha to 20: - Well, we'll consult an Oracle and find out who to PIC... shall we Paint our way through? (message sent to 20) -> From Omaha to 20: - although, if you ask me, these puns are getting to be a pain in the OS. -> From GEM to 20: - Lotus see now... -> From Omaha to 20: - how bout ASCIIng them? shall we compress these? (message sent to 20) -> From GEM to 20: - but I don't zCat here... hi virus...computer puns. (message sent to 20) -> From Omaha to 20: - we could try just ASCIIng them... -> From Virus to 20: - Hi Ah...don't be an EBCDIC (-8 (-8 (message sent to 20) -> From Virus to 20: - hi Magyk -> From GEM to 20: - Virus: beware: virtually all the easy puns are gone -> From Omaha to 20: - who me? I'm just a hack, nothing moria... -> From Virus to 20: - ok -> From GEM to 20: - Magyk: Omaha won't larn, he can be a CAD -> From Omaha to 20: - 'lo Virus... we need to hunt them down...where they wander (message sent to 20) -> From GEM to 20: - I try to be a Rogue, though it is an Adventure sometimes -> From Virus to 20: - 'lo Omaha -> From Omaha to 20: - a bit of a rogue at times, maybe, but a CAD? if nothing else, we need to conquer them and make an Empire. (message sent to 20) -> From GEM to 20: - shall we Trek them down, Magyk? i think they might turn on us with a Tank. (message sent to 20) we could send some Robots. (message sent to 20) -> From Omaha to 20: - what, and turn the net into a Battlezone? say---are we in a Vacuum? (message sent to 20) -> From GEM to 20: - Omaha: what can I do to patch up my faux pas? -> From GEM to 20: - Omaha: go to the Wall for you? oh, yes...virus---GEM was wrong...he said all the easy one are gone....well all the ENIAC ones are gone. (message sent to 20) -> From Omaha to 20: - GEM: well, you could just try talking... i'll CAT it to the screen first. (message sent to 20) -> From GEM to 20: - Omaha: these quotes are real perls of great price SOH, whats up? (message sent to 20) -> From GEM to 20: - ACK, hardware stuff eiffel one, think this is in need of a handshake. (message sent to 20) -> From GEM to 20: - a hex on that! -> From Omaha to 20: - awk... rotten to the core. do these COMPare to anything? (message sent to 20) -> From GEM to 20: - yacc, yacc, yacc... that's GNUS to me! (message sent to 20) -> From GEM to 20: - quite a lex-icon we have here -> From Omaha to 20: - well, guys, I hate to interrupt... do we have a TeX around here? (message sent to 20) -> From Omaha to 20: - Magyk: I don't think so. I thought you were the local font of wisdom... he might be able to function a bit faster (message sent to 20) the SYStem is better, though. (message sent to 20) -> From GEM to 20: - Virus: you still there, or did you runoff is this a CON or is it NUL and (void *)? (message sent to 20) -> From Omaha to 20: - JZ, some of these puns are bad... Virus--we are PROCOMM. (message sent to 20) -> From Omaha to 20: - You know, I don't think we're following protocol... Virus--are you going to need a NET? (message sent to 20) -> From Omaha to 20: - what's the standard for these things? Don't want it getting too graphic... -> From Omaha to 20: - We might be shutdown. -> From GEM to 20: - inode I should have never gotten into this is there a PostScript to this? (message sent to 20) -> From GEM to 20: - Omaha: someone might send GUIdo the killer IMP after us -> From Omaha to 20: - just to beware violating the public mores... we should chmod this. (message sent to 20) -> From Omaha to 20: - nah, we'll just sic the links on him... -> From GEM to 20: - Omaha: you sync so? -> From Omaha to 20: - why, don't you have permission from your parent processes? i think you guys are elizaing to me. (message sent to 20) -> From GEM to 20: - AI- not that! somebody call a doctor hanoi! you RMed that one from my grasp! (message sent to 20) -> From Omaha to 20: - GEM: don't be concerned with Magyk... he's just a good Racter. -> From Omaha to 20: - I'll return... my system calls... -> From GEM to 20: - Good, so he is Ritchie enough to afford help raster, i'd say i'm a bit hurtz -- i don't have a Job. (message sent to 20) -> From GEM to 20: - some of this is really vi-le naw...i'd say the words are Perfect. (message sent to 20) -> From GEM to 20: - gotta swap out for a moment - party calls *** jsol has joined channel 20 *** -> From jsol to 20: - hi. is this the punster c hannel? -> From Omaha to 20: - there... I'm back. Had to take a dump (I was overflowing), and didn't want - to leave a mess for the garbage collector... yes, jsol...most of them are rather gone now... (message sent to 20) or, shall i say, we've processed most of them. (message sent to 20) say -- you all have scratch monkeys, don't you... (-8 (message sent to 20) -> From Omaha to 20: - Magyk: no, there are still SUB left. -> From Omaha to 20: - (sorry, but like I said before, I've got a head code) -> From Omaha to 20: - 'lo jsol. We've taken them by the Mandlebrot. (message sent to 20) i think that we have successfully interfaced, however. (message sent to 20) these need to be PRINTed. (message sent to 20) -> From Omaha to 20: - 'salright. but you've relay got to be CARful about staying on topic... i'll take the BUS. (message sent to 20) -> From Omaha to 20: - why? Don't trust the flow(chart)? nah...less shocks. (message sent to 20) are we going to EXTend this? (message sent to 20) or is it the right PATH? (message sent to 20) -> From Omaha to 20: - I don't care... I'm willing to kill it... i'm not sure the Environment suits this well enough. (message sent to 20) -> From GEM to 20: - a pointer - try being CONStructive i'm getting ANSI... (message sent to 20) -> From GEM to 20: - yes, I've returned from the bg -> From Omaha to 20: - oh good... you're in realtime again. I'd say we either NOT continue this AND suffer OR not suffer. (message sent to 20) -> From Omaha to 20: - I detect a trace of apathy in your voice... ray to quit? -> From GEM to 20: - the Markov a real punster is knowing when to stop? yes...i think that the spool is running out. (message sent to 20) -> From Omaha to 20: - Yep... knowing when to keep a conversation floating, and when it's come to a - fixed point. and i'd rather STOP before I make a stderr. (message sent to 20) -> From Omaha to 20: - sheesh... what a bunch of HAMs... as long as we try to EGA it on, it'll keep - going... -> From GEM to 20: - probably meta if we escape before we lose control and shift to repeats i think you are more of a card. (-8 (message sent to 20) -> From Omaha to 20: - so this is the end? -> From GEM to 20: - I'll Hollerith I 'm done -> From GEM to 20: - or maybe I'll just Steele away i don't modem. it is MORE or LESS DIFFicult to _creat good puns. (message sent to 20) -> From Omaha to 20: - good idea, but tell us the Knuth, will you? Kernighan, there are some good ones left. (message sent to 20) *** om has joined channel 20 *** -> From om to 20: - howdy >> (15:12) Private message from GEM: - Brat! I was trying to do that! GEM: you mean kernighan? well...i got it in first... (-8 (message sent to GEM) >> (15:13) Private message from GEM: - yes, but I've been trying since I got Ritchie in... :-( GEM: well... (-8 (message sent to GEM) -> From Omaha to 20: - well, I'm gonna trie and quit, beFOR I run out... -> From Omaha to 20: - 'lo om. -> From GEM to 20: - I may have to use the wc soon LET it be (message sent to 20) we could BEND it further than it will go. (message sent to 20) -> From om to 20: - quite a silent channel silent? anything but, om. (message sent to 20) -> From GEM to 20: - om: maybe even a microchannel, but for the puns -> From Omaha to 20: - yeah... I don't see anyone queueing up to get in... ohm, it is quite EISA to make that mistake... (message sent to 20) we've almost HASHed them all out. (message sent to 20) -> From Omaha to 20: - yeah, but it was quite a stack... if we aren't careful, well pop because someone pushed too hard. (message sent to 20) -> From om to 20: - Well, but in the net it was just impossible to reach every node *** matthew has joined channel 20 *** -> From Omaha to 20: - 'lo matthew... -> From om to 20: - Maybe my algorithm wasn't suitable -> From om to 20: - himatthew -> From Omaha to 20: - We're about punned out. Got any to ADD? We'll let you carry the thread for - a while... -> From om to 20: - to the queue -> From matthew to 20: - hi punsters... i'm definitely punned out....let's CALL it quits then. and don't JMP too far! (message sent to 20) cul8r all... (-8 it has been inCMPrable... (-8 (message sent to 20) -> From Omaha to 20: - Ciao, Magyk. Join us on IRC and have fun! Magyk (austin@bucsf.bu.edu,@bucsb.bu.edu,engc8vc@buacca.bu.edu) 700 Commonwealth Box 2094, Boston, MA 02215 "Your mother was a hampster and your father smelt of elderberries!" --Monty Python and the Holy Grail